#sensual

The priestess of Artemis took hold of her almost with the violence of a lover, and whisked her away into a languid ecstasy of reverie. She communicated her own enthusiasm to the girl, and kept her mind occupied with dreams, faery-fervid, of uncharted seas of glory on which her galleon might sail, undiscovered countries of spice and sweetness, Eldorado and Utopia and the City of God. ↗

— Aleister Crowley

#love #sensual #women #beauty

Amazing sex stays with you. It soaks into your skin. It floats through your dreams and has you silently smoldering with delicious remembrances for hours after. It has you craving it days later. And it has you aching for it if you don’t get it for awhile. ↗

— Roberto Hogue

#erotic #erotica-romance #making-love #sensuality #sex

Reality runs the risk of spoiling things, don't you think? The fantasy is often better. That's where the soul is fulfilled. Reality struggles to fulfil the soul, that's why we're often so unhappy. But fantasy is the world of the soul... ↗

— James Lusarde

#erotica #fantasy #fantasy-romance #imagination #love

If he was like any of his music, he would be complex, explosive, sweet, sensual, and passionate. ↗

— Kailin Gow

#contemporary-fiction-music #erotica-romance #kailin-gow #sensuality #the-protege

To be sensual, I think, is to respect and rejoice in the force of life, of life itself, and to be present in all that one does, from the effort of loving to the making of bread. ↗

— James A. Baldwin

#does #effort #force #i #i think

How can any woman not enjoy that? We're sensual beings, we love that. ↗

— James Lusarde

#sensuality #love

To be thirsty and to drink water is the perfection of sensuality rarely achieved. Sometimes you drink water; other times you are thirsty. ↗

— Jose Bergamin

#drink #other #perfection #rarely #sensuality

Worldly pleasures, such as flow from greatness, riches, honours, and sensual gratifications, are infinitely worse than none. ↗

— David Brainerd

#greatness #honours #infinitely #none #pleasures

I am acquainted with no immaterial sensuality so delightful as good acting. ↗

— Lord Byron

#acting #am #delightful #good #good acting

Man can never know the loneliness a woman knows. Man lies in the woman's womb only to gather strength, he nourishes himself from this fusion, and then he rises and goes into the world, into his work, into battle, into art. He is not lonely. He is busy. The memory of the swim in amniotic fluid gives him energy, completion. Woman may be busy too, but she feels empty. Sensuality for her is not only a wave of pleasure in which she is bathed, and a charge of electric joy at contact with another. When man lies in her womb, she is fulfilled, each act of love a taking of man within her, an act of birth and rebirth, of child rearing and man bearing. Man lies in her womb and is reborn each time anew with a desire to act, to be. But for woman, the climax is not in the birth, but in the moment man rests inside of her. ↗

— Anaïs Nin

#ecstasy #fulfillment #joy #love #men